The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-04-01

Challoner to enter.
"Your lady will be more comfort
able there, Sir, than in the big room
along o. the third class passengers
and ALL" he suggested; and as neither
husband nor wife could think OF q
sufficient excuse for preferring the
company of their fellow-travelers,
they were obliged to follow the mans
lead.
II will not intrude upon your prlva-
cy," said Challoner stily rs sOon as
the station keeper hadle them alone.
You and Parker will be quite com
Portable here, and you'll soon get
warm by the fire"
Madge watched his broad form dis
appear through the doorway with q
sinking heart, "He hates to be with
me even for these few minutes, ran
her thoughts; "and yet" with a pite-
Gus little CULVER OF her lips, ooh, how
delicious it was to beheld IN his arms,
Ii he had held me like that Oftener, we
shouldn't be hating each other to-day.
II he had but kissed ME in the snow"
The dismal train Of thought vas
suddenly broken by the discovery that
one OF her tr!nkets was missing, and
Mrs. Challoner was instantly on her
knees. Come and help me look for it,
Parker" she cried. 81 have lost my
locket. Oh, what shall | do? l have
lost my lOCket."
The excitement both ofmistress and
maid seemed considerably than
the occasion required; but only Madge
herself and the faithful woman who
nursed her as a child knew Of the Sc
rious trouble such a loss would entail.
Gould you have dropped 1t out
side, Ma'am?"
"Not possible. The chain couldn't
catch on anything when | had my
cloak fastened. No; it must be on the
floor. Do look for it, Parker"
And look for it they did, but with
out success, and when the long, fruit
less search was over the expression on
the girls face was very woebegone in.
deed.
"The mistress has lost hergoldlock-
et," whispered Parker when John
Challoner came again to the door.
cts my belief, Sir, that she dropped
it on the floor OF the carriage. Can't
you send somebody after is, Sir?"
What locket?"
'"The little gold one she always
wears round her neck" explained the
maid, regardless of the urgent Park
er! You are not to trouble Mr.. Chal-
~loner," which came from behind her.
"She is fOnder of it than anything
else, Sir; it seems a pity it should be
lost"
Parker" again broke in the pretty
girlish voice, 81 desire that you will
not trouble Mr.. Challoner."
The mans lips twisched involunta-
rily. 1t seemed to him that his young
wife was only playing at dignity when
she preferred addressing her remarks
to HIM through the medium OF a SER
want.
Don't be so FOOLISH" he said per-
emptorily. "Of course I'll go after
your locket. / only came back to tell
you that / am afraid you will have
to spend several hours here. The
snow has broken down the telegraph
wires, so the men can't send on a
message to the next place for as
sistance. They must wait until this
storm is over, and then get help from
the village to dig out the train and
clear the lines. But of course it will be
the work OF a good many hours"
THANK you" said Madge, meeSly.
What is thetime?"
Nearly ten" He was turning away
when something in his wife's voice
struck him, and he re-entered the Groom.
You are still cold? Wear this" he
said, shortly, rapidly unbuttoning his
fur-lined coat; and in spite of her re-
monstrances, he wrapped it around
her, and then went hastily out into
the bitter night air.
Left alone, Madge leaned back in
her corner and sat Tor a long time cry
ing softly to herself. Being thorough
ly un~strung by terror and fatigue, she
was in just the impressionable mood
which made her husbands little act
ofkindness very precious in her eyes,
and she nestled into the thick warm
fur as though cheating herself into the
belief that it was John himself who
was holding her. She remembered a
time-it was during the happy weeks
which followed the wedding day
when she and John seemed to be all ii
all to each other; but when they were
finally settled in the staid London
house, over which Miss Sarah's chilly
influence hung like apall, it had all beer
altered then. John had gone back tc
his beloved books, in apparent forget
fulness of the solitary little wife nth.
big drawing-room up stairs; andif sh,
proposed invading his precincts, it was
only to be met with Miss Sareh's ne
proacbfuifstare and the words: M
brother never allows even me to dis
turb him." And then baby's birtl
and-baby's dsathl ~Ir-nervous ter